In the ruins, there is a silver light circulating. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Zhitan took it by hand, this is the storage bag of the ugly old man. There are not many items, except for some spirit stones, there are three things that Wang Zhi is quite interested in. A black shield, a bell, and a white piece of paper.

Wang Zhi first picked up the black shield, swept his mind, and found that there was no divine sense prohibition on it, and it should have died with the death of the ugly old man. He carefully injected a burst of mana, and the black shield enlarged out of thin air, just the size of covering Wang Zhi's body.

As soon as his mind moved, Wang Zhi pinched eight points of force and punched the black shield, and the silver light on the black shield trembled, unscathed.

The corners of Wang Zhi's mouth twitched, the black shield's defense was good, and the material was comparable to the armor he was wearing, and then, he shot several spells at the black shield one after another, and the black shield was all safely resisted.

He raised his eyebrows, and with a slight slash of the Immortal Sword, the silver light on the black shield was magnificent, although it was a little unstable, but it was still blocked. This result surprised him, and at the same time he was a little puzzled in his heart, why didn't the ugly old man use this black shield?

Wang Zhi secretly thought that if the other party used this black shield to defend, he might not be able to win so quickly. With a move of his hand, the black shield turned into a normal size and fell back into his hand, this black shield is at least a mid-level low-level magic weapon, plus the armor he was wearing, his life-saving ability was one more point.

Putting away the black shield, Wang Zhi looked at the bell. The shape and size are no different from ordinary bells, except that there are countless blood-red runes engraved on them, both inside and outside, among which the runes inside the bell are the darkest.

Wang Zhi frowned, and his face showed a solemnity. Although he was not proficient in runes, when he looked at the runes on the bell, a sinister aura arose in his heart, as if he had seen a fierce beast of the wilderness, full of bloodlust and scarlet.

There was a feeling of discomfort in his chest, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood rushed to the base of his tongue, if it weren't for his self-control, he looked away at the critical moment, he would have been seriously injured and vomited blood under the traction of the demonic pull emitted by those runes on the bell.

"It's so strong demonic!" Wang Zhi was afraid for a while, but after weighing it, he still separated a wisp of divine consciousness and entered the bell.

There was a crisp sound on the ground, the bell in Wang Zhi's hand shook a little, and he saw that all the runes on it lit up, and a red light appeared in Wang Zhi's mind, and the next moment, he saw a blood-colored long river, with lifeless corpses floating in the river, and countless skeletons at the bottom of the river, one by one lonely ghosts wandering in it.

Wang Zhi felt a wave of nausea, his head was dizzy, he bent over and retched, and hurriedly withdrew his consciousness. After a short period of contact, he also knew that this bell was a magic weapon specializing in divine consciousness, and with the strength of his divine consciousness in the later stage of foundation building, he couldn't take a few breaths, and it must be used to deal with the monks of the Yudan period, and it was also a big killer.

Putting away the bell, his gaze fell on the white paper, and after injecting a wisp of divine consciousness, a picture and text appeared on the white paper, and finally found that it was a fragment, only one-eighth of the complete map.

There were many annotations on this remnant map, but Wang Zhi didn't know anything about those place names, so he couldn't look them up at all, so he put them away and planned to ask his senior brothers again after returning to the mountain.

Remembering that Fan Jianqiang and the big black dog might still be fighting the enemy, he turned around and flew towards the town. As he passed through a grove, a sudden crisis arose, and a flying sword flew silently, nearly piercing his skull.

At the last moment, he instinctively turned his head away, and the flying sword flew over his face, and the sharp sword qi cut off the green scarf that bound his hair.

Immediately after, a giant palm fell from the sky.

Without saying a word, Wang Zhi slapped a top-grade spirit stone into the armor on his body, and at the same time threw out the black shield he had just obtained, and the mana of his whole body continued to flow into it.

With a bang, the giant palm fell on the black shield, and the silver light on the black shield was magnificent, and all the runes lit up in unison. But he still couldn't stop the giant palm, and Wang Zhi even smashed down from the air with a shield and fell directly into the ground.

At this time, a young man in a purple robe appeared in mid-air, and as soon as he pinched the sword technique, the flying sword suddenly became larger, becoming a giant sword several zhang in size, and then a sword slashed towards the place where Wang Zhi fell, and the next moment, the ground cracked a bottomless chasm.

The purple-robed young man sighed and said, "Can you be beaten like this?"

As soon as the words fell, someone else had already appeared on the ground, and with a point, the hill ten feet away from him exploded, and an embarrassed figure fell out.

Wang Zhi coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, staring at the purple-robed young man, the other party turned out to be a strong man in the Dan stage, although it was only in the early stage of Dan formation, but it was not something he could deal with now.

Fang Cai's palm and sword, coupled with the finger just now, made him suffer a lot.

At this time, the purple-robed young man glanced at the black shield in his hand, frowned, and said, "You killed Yin Laosan, how did you do it?"

Wang Zhi didn't answer, and hurried to recover.

The purple-robed young man said coldly: "If you don't speak, then I have to arrest you and torture you." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he disappeared in place. Wang Zhi had been vigilant, and almost at the same time as the other party disappeared, his figure retreated, and at the same time raised the black shield in front of him.

With a bang, the purple-robed young man slapped his palm on the black shield, only to see a flash of sword light in the palm of his palm, and a crack appeared on the black shield, and Wang Zhi flew out upside down, drawing a wonderful arc in the air.

As he was about to smash to the ground, the purple-robed youth arrived before him, raising his hand and grabbing his throat.

Wang Zhi was shocked, took a breath, turned around and flew into the air.

The corners of the purple-robed young man's mouth curled, his face showed a hint of banter, and with a flick of his fingers, Wang Zhi was hit hard in the chest, and a seven-inch flying sword was nailed to his chest.

His body moved out almost in mid-air, blood sprayed out of his mouth without money, and the clothes on his chest were blood-red. He didn't dare to stay in the air, and his figure flashed, and he bent towards the grove below.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the purple-robed youth's mouth, and he stepped out and swept into the grove. The next moment, an explosion sounded in the grove. By the time Wang Zhi escaped from the other side, the entire grove had collapsed.

Wang Zhi spit out a mouthful of blood foam, held the sword of slashing immortals, walked seven steps in a row, and a sword slashed down at the collapsed grove, the sword fell into the sky and thundered, and between the lightning and thunder, a purple robe flew out.

At this time, the purple-robed young man was no longer calm, and the purple robe on his body was scorched and damaged, accompanied by bursts of pungent black smoke.

He stared at Wang Zhi deadly, and the murderous intent in his eyes skyrocketed.

Before he could move, Wang Zhi flew out with a scream, his shirt shattered, revealing his black armor. Wang Zhi was horrified to find that there was a crack in his armor.

The purple-robed young man stared at the armor, his brows furrowed, his eyes were even more murderous, and he said coldly: "These treasures fell into your hands, what a waste." ”

He shook his hand and shot out an iron ring, and the yellow light on the iron ring flashed, instantly enveloping Wang Zhi. No matter how Wang Zhi struggled and resisted, he just couldn't break free.

The purple-robed young man pinched Wang Zhi's neck with one hand, lifted Wang Zhi up like a chicken, and sneered: "You can force me to use the golden aura, you are indeed very capable, below the foundation building period, it is estimated that you are also invincible, but unfortunately, I am in the Dan period!"

Just when he wanted to pinch Wang Zhi's neck, a strong crisis hit him.

Ding--!

A crisp bell exploded in his ears, and his whole person was in a trance, and the bell sounded like a thin needle, drilling into his sea of knowledge, causing a ripple, and then his heart was hot, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Wang Zhi's sneak attack was successful, and after breaking free, a move of Fu Xi hit the chest of the purple-robed young man.

A yellow light lit up in the purple-robed young man's shirt, blocking his sneak attack, but he just snorted, but Wang Zhi was shocked and retreated.

Wang Zhi pursed his lips and slammed his sword into the sky.

Unfortunately, the opportunity is fleeting.

The purple-robed young man came back to his senses, shouted angrily, snapped his fingers, and the immortal sword in Wang Zhi's hand trembled violently, and the sword light swayed round and round, and Wang Zhi quickly retreated.

The purple-robed young man sneered, and in a flash, he approached Wang Zhi in front of him, and shot out two golden rays of light in his hand, wrapping around Wang Zhi's neck and waist respectively.

Wang Zhi was shocked, as long as the other party exerted his strength, he would be beheaded and beheaded, and he would die no more.

Between life and death, he gritted his teeth and sacrificed out of the Zhenxian Prison.

Zhenxian Prison appeared above the purple-robed young man's head and suppressed it heavily.

With a bang, the purple-robed youth disappeared, and Wang Zhi fell to the ground with a frightened face.

On his neck and waist, the two golden threads had already penetrated into the flesh, even if he hesitated for a moment just now, he would have died.

"Golden cicada sub-bus!"

Wang Zhi finally recognized these two magic weapons that almost killed him, which were the famous golden cicada sub-busbar, and at this time he was even more in a cold sweat, blown by the evening breeze, and his back was cool and cool.

Untied the golden cicada sub-busbar, he completely turned into a bloody man. After swallowing a few Essence Nourishing Pills and a small section of the King of Small Ginseng, his pale face regained a little bit of blood.

Then, he entered the Zhenxian Prison, killed the purple-robed youth, and obtained a storage bag and five drops of Jinjin jade liquid. At the same time, he also tortured a lot of things from the purple-robed young man's mouth.

It turns out that the person who has been pretending to be a ghost in Peach Blossom Town recently is a demon of the Demon Sect, and a few days ago, the Demon Sect was uprooted in a nearby stronghold and lost a treasure that was about to be sent to the headquarters. The purple-robed young man and Yin Laosan were the small leaders of the rudder in charge of this stronghold, and after hearing the news, they rushed to investigate, but they didn't expect to meet a few Taixuanmen's mountain-patrolling disciples before they could find out the murderer, and the two sides fought when they didn't agree with each other, and the Taixuanmen's mountain-patrolling disciples were killed.

Seeing Wang Zhi and Fan Jianqiang appear tonight, I thought that it was an ordinary disciple of Taixuanmen who came to send them to death, so I wanted to concoct it in the same way and lure out the killers in the town. Originally, the purple-robed young man was chasing the big black dog, but the big black dog was too cunning, and when he saw that the purple-robed young man had the early stage of cultivation, he ran away obscenely.

I don't know what spells this dead dog has stolen, and even the purple-robed youth can't catch up. When the purple-robed young man who returned empty-handed met Wang Zhi, he never thought that he would end up capsizing in the gutter, and like Yin Laosan, he was planted in Wang Zhi's hands.

The purple-robed young man's storage bag had a lot of "assets", in addition to a considerable number of spirit stones, there were also a lot of magic weapons, which made Wang Zhi secretly laugh for a long time.